Now is the Time

[Medieval]

Blood sweat and tears,
We have give to the cause.
Suffering heat, high bills,
and now a pause.

On the road we travel,
Many have fallen to the side.
Are we lost, bewildered,
Hit a bump in our stride?

No!

We are winding up,
To be that much bigger.
To be that much better,
Time to pull the trigger.

For we are the lead,
The head of the cause.
We do this for people,
No need for applause.

We build our home labs,
Borg a PC or ten,
We push those PCs,
Way way more often.

This is for the children,
For those who cry in pain.
For those who have died,
They have not passed in vain.

This is for my mother,
My uncle and grandfather,
For my wife's family,
We are surely [H]arder.

The beast is near,
No need to fear.
Brandish your sword,
Beware the [H]orde.

Let us take one last pause,
Raise our drinks up high.
Charge now fellow soldiers,
For time is drawning nigh.

For into battle we go,
Fully armed and ready.
Hold the line here,
Time to be steady.

We will win,
There is no doubt,
Slay the beast,
This is out route.

One last round of drinks,
For we are here at last.
The beast must die,
It's time has passed.

So gather up your weapons,
Prepare for battle friend.
Our day has come,
To put this to end.


Medieval
The rusty poet.....